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PookieKNC·5 months agoWicked by Nature, Weasel by Brand"
I've slipped into lace that whispers my name,
Mesh so sheer it plays a wicked game.
Microminimus, my midnight skin—
A tease, a thrill, a confident sin.
Wicked Weasel hugs me just right,
Barely there, but bold in the light.
Their threads don’t just cover, they dare—
To say “I’m sexy, I own this stare.”
From sultry swims to lingerie play,
Each piece I wear lights up my day.
The fit, the feel—pure second skin,
Like confidence sewn from deep within.
This isn’t fabric, it’s a fierce confession,
A love note to curves in full expression.
Pookieknc swears by every seam,
It’s more than a brand—it’s a body’s dream.
See-through temptress, peach on display,
Workout or wave, I slay either way.
Because sexy’s not shy, it walks with pride—
And in Wicked Weasel, I never hide.
I've slipped into lace that whispers my name,
Mesh so sheer it plays a wicked game.
Microminimus, my midnight skin—
A tease, a thrill, a confident sin.
Wicked Weasel hugs me just right,
Barely there, but bold in the light.
Their threads don’t just cover, they dare—
To say “I’m sexy, I own this stare.”
From sultry swims to lingerie play,
Each piece I wear lights up my day.
The fit, the feel—pure second skin,
Like confidence sewn from deep within.
This isn’t fabric, it’s a fierce confession,
A love note to curves in full expression.
Pookieknc swears by every seam,
It’s more than a brand—it’s a body’s dream.
See-through temptress, peach on display,
Workout or wave, I slay either way.
Because sexy’s not shy, it walks with pride—
And in Wicked Weasel, I never hide.
